"What are you thinking about? Back then when I met Big Brother Xu, it was only because I was hungry for three days without food, and I was caught stealing his money bag. Afterwards, Big Brother Xu not only didn't blame me, but also invited me to fuck him. I ate a meal at home. The old man still remembers the dishes that day. "Everyone was amused and laughed, Zhuo Fengru chatted a few words, and then said again.
Hard words, and then said again.
"According to Brother Xu's dying words, the Shaolin master should also be one of the keys. It's a pity that the dude doesn't know the name of the master. Otherwise, we can start from the Shaolin monk and find the murderer."
Hua Feihua never thought to start from this point, and felt that she had found the right person. Ginger is really old and spicy. He had a heated discussion with Zhuo Fengru about finding the whereabouts of the monk, and Zu Li and others also shared their opinions, which was very lively for a while.
There was only one person from start to finish, neither eating nor talking, and his face had been sullen since entering the hall.
Zhuo Fengru spoke up.
"Ming Shaoxia, why
Hua Feihua also whispered: "Yeah, you usually don't have ten bowls or eight bowls of rice in your stomach, and the road department refuses to leave. What's wrong?"
"Shut up." But he was rolled his eyes.
"Oh! What the hell are you doing, kid!"
Xu Yanran also whispered, "Brother Thanos, what's wrong with you, do you have a stomach ache?"
"I want you to take care of it." He rolled his eyes again.
Zu Li said, "Ming Feizhen, why don't you talk to everyone."
"You're ugly." A total of three rolled his eyes.
The oil and salt did not enter, and the three people who cared about him almost cried.
Zhuo Fengru said with a smile: "Ming Shaoxia dislikes the little old man who greets Jian slowly.
Hua Feihua laughed and said, "How could that be? My Feizhen brother is usually very arrogant in martial arts. Today, I lost a move under Zhuo Daxia. With a cry of 'Made', he stepped on Hua Feihua's footboard angrily, but he had predicted it in advance and avoided Lu Ye and pressed his head on the table.
Ming Feizhen ignored Hua Feihua's face full of vegetable oil and turned to Zhuo Feng Confucianism and Taoism.
"Master Zhuo, I have a question to ask."
Zhuo Fengru is an old river and lake. Seeing that his face was not good since he entered the hall, he also guessed that this son must have something to say, and asked with a smile.
"What's your opinion, young man?"
Ming Feizhen goes from left to right,
After reviewing the calligraphy and paintings of famous people, gold, silver and jade in the hall, he said, "I want to ask, how did Zhuo Daxia come from Wanyu's family?"
Zhuo Yupian said displeased: "What does Ming Shaoxia mean? Isn't it rude?"
"It's nothing, but I think Zhuo Daxia is different. Even his son's name has such a personality. It is rumored that your old man treats money like dung. It's just a little curious. It doesn't matter if you don't answer, just pretend I didn't ask."
"What do you think this old man is. Since entering the house, the young man has been staring at my antique calligraphy and painting. Is there such a problem?"
"Then do you answer?"
Zhuo Fengru laughed.
"What's so hard to answer? My Zhuo family has an estate in Jingzhou. Just under my wife's name, there are five silk and satin shops, three antique shops, + two restaurants, and 800 acres of fertile land. Zhuo has three sons, people There is also a lot of industry under the name of the person. Shao Xia is not too annoying, and my husband told you, "It's not necessary, anyway, I don't know if it's true or not. "
"Ming Feizhen!" This time, even Hua Feihua became a little angry, and frowned, "What are you doing? People Zhuo Daxia kindly invited us
Why are you so rude when you eat"